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Harry grinned, nodding.

"A' course. Thank ya fer the advice." He snips the thread, handing her needle and the excess thread back.

"I'll make sure ta check tha' out sometime." He could use the extra supplies, Jonas had lost another scarf and was complaining to anyone who would listen (only Harry) about it.

❛ I’m pretty, but I ain’t dumb. ❜

“I never said anythin’ of tha sort, darlin’. Whaddya take me for, a Prince?”

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Harry grins, wide and easy, and begins heading out towards the chip shoppe.

"I don't mind at'all, love." He stretches again, back popping this time. The way he relaxed afterwards says it was a good thing.

❛ A bad reputation is better than no reputation at all. ❜ @descendinghearts

“This is true. I don’t mean ta be rude but… you clearly know my reputation, but I haven’t tha foggiest idea wha’ yers could even be.”

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"...they're okay. Remedial Goodness is a bore, but I do like learnin' me history from somebody other than me da an' Mister Smee." Harry thought a little more, but couldn't say he remembered much about his other classes. He was... not the best at actually showing up. What was the point?

“Back then, I lied when I told you I didn’t love you. You needed to move on from me– I needed to protect you from me.”

“Oh, but love, tha’s not… I can’t jus’ do tha’. I don’t move on, ya know. Jus’ stew in it. If ya need yer space I understand, though. I’ll be here, if ya need me, but I understand.”

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"Lockin' tha villains on an isle a' their own filth and keepin' ev'rythin' nice ta yerselves is pretty selfish, I think. But maybe tha's jus' me." Harry grinned.

❛ What makes you think that? ❜

“…hmm?” Harry frowned, and tilted his head. “Yer gonna hafta be more specific, there, Lils.”

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The nurse nods, puts two bottles down, and grabs a glass from a cabinet to begin filling it with water. Once she has that, she gives the glass to Harry and wordlessly has him hold out his hand.

"Sweetie, I'm going to give you two of these, and you're going to swallow them with the water. They should help with your headache, but if your vision gets blurry then we'll need to keep you here for observation, all right?" Harry popped the pills into his mouth before she was finished talking, drinking the water belatedly when she mentioned it.

“This is why I don’t let myself fall in love.”

“Me? I’m why? Oh.”

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"Nah. 'M not. 'M jus' not smiling. I'm allowed to be intr'spect've an' shite. It ain't a crime." He grumbled, flushing a little at being called out. "'N' 'm not weird neither. Ev'rybody else is jus' diff'rent."

❝ I’m gonna throw you out the window. We don’t even have any windows in this room…I’m gonna carve out a window and throw you through it. ❞

“Sure ya are, love. Can ya even pick me up ta throw me?”

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"Oi." Harry dropped into a sit next to her, mop draped across his lap.

"It ain't a bad thing to cry. If ya gotta, ya gotta. Cryin' jus' means yer emotions're too much an' yer lettin' 'em out. Cryin' inta somebody's stab wound hurts a great deal, try it sometime if ya get tha chance." He advises, smiling a little.

"Ya wanna talk about why yer cryin', er would'ya rather not?"

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     Hearing the pirate’s voice made Guinevere jump, and she quickly dried her eyes.Crying was a sign of weakness, she though there was no one around, yet the Hooks never ceased to surprise her. She gave a small snort and took another breath of smoke, hiding a sob she nearly choked out. “Don’t feel up to i tonight, sorry.” The gray-eyed girl replied bluntly.

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"Who needs pers'nal space? What's tha' point a' keepin' ta yerself?" His pout grows.

"Mm. Nah. I'm not, of course."

❝ I’m gonna throw you out the window. We don’t even have any windows in this room…I’m gonna carve out a window and throw you through it. ❞

“Sure ya are, love. Can ya even pick me up ta throw me?”

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Harry huffed, squeezing her arm lightly.

"I s'pose." He mumbled, and motioned around.

"D'ya like yer class?"

“Back then, I lied when I told you I didn’t love you. You needed to move on from me– I needed to protect you from me.”

“Oh, but love, tha’s not… I can’t jus’ do tha’. I don’t move on, ya know. Jus’ stew in it. If ya need yer space I understand, though. I’ll be here, if ya need me, but I understand.”

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I have returned

Irma has passed and I have power

So I’m back dudes

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Harry pouted.

"It ain't tha' weird. I look good an' I know it. Dunno where tha' annoyin' thing came from, though." He wasn't sulking, what were you talking about?

❝ I’m gonna throw you out the window. We don’t even have any windows in this room…I’m gonna carve out a window and throw you through it. ❞

“Sure ya are, love. Can ya even pick me up ta throw me?”

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"How's a race sound? Whoever makes it ta Curl up 'n Dye first wins?" He offers with a grin, wiggling his fingers.

❛ Oh, is that a challenge? ❜ @bitinsxars

“Obviously, love, are ya deaf?”

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"I jes' have tha' effect on people, yeah? They can't handle how great I am an' just gotta get rid a' me as soon as poss'ble." Harry grinned, ducking away from her elbow with a laugh.

❝ I’m gonna throw you out the window. We don’t even have any windows in this room…I’m gonna carve out a window and throw you through it. ❞

“Sure ya are, love. Can ya even pick me up ta throw me?”

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"In tha unlikely event tha' I lose this scrap, sweet, I'll give a tha coat off me back an' me hat." Harry grinned. "If I win, ya gotta do me shift at tha chip shoppe. Cleanin' tha floor an' all."

❛ Oh, is that a challenge? ❜ @bitinsxars

“Obviously, love, are ya deaf?”

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"A' course. Anybody in tha crew's allowed ta, if they wanna. If somebody wants ta make food why would we stop 'em?" Harry grinned, patting the rope and stretching his arms above his head. He then shoves the rope onto the floor and picks up his hook again, humming.

"Want me ta lead tha way?"

❛ A bad reputation is better than no reputation at all. ❜ @descendinghearts

“This is true. I don’t mean ta be rude but… you clearly know my reputation, but I haven’t tha foggiest idea wha’ yers could even be.”

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"Thank ya." He wet the thread to make sure it would stay together, slipping it through the eye of the needle and tying it off as she'd demonstrated, humming to himself softly. He continued the stitching she'd started, keeping it as even as he could to what she'd done already.

"Like this, yeah?"

❛ I’m pretty, but I ain’t dumb. ❜

“I never said anythin’ of tha sort, darlin’. Whaddya take me for, a Prince?”

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Harry grit his teeth and dragged the prince back towards the surface, toward the lowest part of the dock so he could drag the prince back up as well. He was muttering to himself through the pain still radiating from his eye. Christ, getting salt in it hurt like hell.

As their eyes met, it was as if time stopped and only pain replaced it.

Had Caerwyn had a ever so slightly higher pain tolerance, he would have been able to handle it. But since he didn’t, his body slumped, his consciousness slipping through the cracks. In another act of misfortune, instead of falling in any direction of safety, he fell right off of the dock, into the water…